No Fun In

No fun in What is fun now? When I ran away From real situation And deserted the relation You were not at all at fault But built An individual reputation Of being true to inhalation You were not deviating And soliciting Undue support For making such rash shorts I was reckless and blind Who could see his kindness? That was his strength and power And that always inspired I could have decided And remained In touch with all commitments But now only left with resentments The days are passing like water And I remain thirstier Despite enough water available in pond I gave no second thought The relations are sacred And that too when life is led With stranger on such holy journey You are leaving everything to an almighty